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He he, yeah that's shit right there
Is that shit that make a nigga just
It remind me of, matter of fact tell y'all
I wasn't share this but I'll share it witch'all
Check out

I up in a party where some suckers was at
Out of bounds, slipping, fucking with this rat
My homeboy told me that the bitch shit
But I didn't give a 'cuz this twin a Crip
The first young with a baseball cap
Tried to hit a nigga up he seen how we strut
I'm like "Nigga, two steps back"
Now lower your voice before you get slapped

I know you me on your MTV raps
Way back in the days I was with Fab' Five Freddy
I told you then, I you now, boy I stay ready
sweat it, we'll get him and then met him
Talk for a minute then deal with him
Hail Mary, call to come and save your ass
'Cuz I'ma put my Chucks up in it so quick and so

You use act-right like LaBetty
And let you know that I'm the king of motherfucking city
Like White, Nino Brown, John Gotti, Tony Soprano
Joey Banana and the Tony Montana
All of 'em mixed in one fixed to done I like it six-to-one
is fun, shooting my guns, counting my funds
And walking on you bitch niggaz run I'm from

213, the gangsta
21 3 nigga
All we do is the gangsta
shit, biatch
213 the gangsta
and you know it, nigga
up
All we do is the shit
Y'all know happening

I 'em up, I bang bang
Or we can duke 'em up but you know you can't
Still the beach, still A G thang
213 in the house and you know how we
We to party homie, so back up
up in the club, y'all don't have a body

I bust guns, you bust
Difference is my bullets probably the sun
Want Come and get it
On marks, get set, blah!
coming with it

They stop, they'll get it, you don't get it
It don't stop, don't love bitches
My G-niggaz, holler if ya me
(Gangstas!)
it loud and clearly
If you feel me your cups
(East Side, Beach)
it up and we from

213 the gangsta
21 motherfucking 3
All we do is the gangsta
shit, biatch
213 the clicc
Haha and you know it,
up
All we do is the gangsta
Y'all know happening

You can call me Lil'
motherfucker plus I'm Texas C-Notes
His finger on the but it way too slow
You see me coming so we missing his dome
213 and we

You can me Nate King Cole
Smooth when it come to these hos
All damn dimes up in every codes
shit, yep and all the hos know
When they go rolling in the stretch
We gon' get it baby now or later
She said she wanted to so I played her
Made a to pay, but never paid her
It that a hater

It's just a goddamn ho
And all of my niggaz
They knowin' '94
we go, she gon' go

213 the gangsta
21 3 nigga
All we do is the shit
shit, biatch
213 the gangsta
Haha and you know it,
up
All we do is the gangsta
know what's happening